Why I Love Her

Poem (Why I Love Her)

Ask me why I love her?

why I miss the warm touch of her hand?

Her Beautiful smile, when she wake me up in the morning, and

Prepare food for me.

I am amazed when she sitting on the chair,

Sewing my clothes with love.

My heart is captured, while she choose shoes for me to wear in my birthday.

How happy i was when she told me her interested story everyday, before bed.

I didn't choose to be far from her, i chose to be close to her.

Distance scares me!

when she with me I feel happy.

In her eyes i see love as she write a letter of longing to my traveling brother;

And from her eyes tears fall when she remember him.

I contemplate the contentment on her face as she plant roses in our garden.

I smell her marvelous perfume in her dress, and the touch of her tender hand i feel when i am sick.

She took care of me when i was little, and i will take care of her till the last day of my life.